In the year 281 taxes were raised by Crucio Domongatt at the insistence of Grand Chamberlain Jordine Ducas to rebuild the Serendian army and possibly rebuild Heidel Castle. Certain that Calpheon would soon become unstable they would require a sizeable army to reclaim their land.
When the harvest of the year 282 failed and savages destroyed the rest of the harvest taxes remained high. The peasants appointed Al Rhundi to represent them at Heidel castle. The castellan responded by imprisoning and torturing Al Rhundi and threw him out into neutral territory as a warning.
The peasants were enraged by this, but what could simple farmers do against an army preparing for war? There was an uprising, if one could call it that, but they were quickly dispersed by the first sight of soldiers.
Peasant revolt? There was no such thing; the only thing that actually happened was a formal complaint from the peasants.
Al Rhundi and other active members of the uprising could not return to their normal lives because they were officially wanted. Hervano Tito, a former friend of Al Rhuni, turned against the rebels and they were forced to flee. Quite against his own will, Al Rhundi suddenly found himself as the leader of the uprising and they took refuge in the Castle Ruins. Afterward, more people tired from the continuing hardship and gathered under Al Rhundi.
Close to Castle Ruins, Hervano Tito commands a force of soldiers at the Eastern Gateway. Ready for the offensive.
While the rebel army is well-structured, with a good morale and high spirits, they lack access to food. Perhaps that is why Al Rhundi rebels have been seen stealing grain from farms around Heidel, disgruntling the remaining peasants. One soldier at the Eastern Gateway speaks of the rebels stealing horses to barbecue them.
Resistance or Revolution? by unknown.
In spite of all that, it may be that Al Rhundi keeps the rebellion going because he doesn’t want to dash the peasants’ hopes. For those against Al Rhundi it is a rebellion, but for the peasants he is a hero leading a revolution.
Al Rhundi’s Journal, by Al Rhundi.
I didn’t know back then. Hervano, how empty your promises were. Might it all have been easier without those? Now I understand. We both envisioned two different kinds of future and there could be no room for compromise between them. I came to understand, Hervano. The battle between us will only end when one of us breaks. (Unconfirmed where one would be able to find this book, we don't know if it's been made public.)